Woke up at the most excellent, idyllic camping area at the house of Phil and Ros.
Ros’ dog was doing his usual rounds, checking the area. I think he forgot we were there and barked at the tent...then came over all apologetic. What a hoot. I laid there for a little while more, listening to the zillion kinds of bird sounds, including the happy coos from the nearby chicken coop. Then inside to enjoy a little time with our excellent hosts.
Cork... Urban feel but rode bike on bike trail and lanes from outskirts to city center.
English market with loads of fresh food and other Irish items. The ride there was bicycle heaven for an urban setting. Charlie had located bike trails through parks for most of the way. On the city streets we shared a big lane with largely nonexistent buses.
Joyce wanted to go to Blarney Castle.
Rode significant distance in rush hour traffic to Blarney destination, had an hour and a half to see the place, since closing time loomed. Turns out when you do it this way you almost have the place to yourself and the ride back is pain free, cause everybody is home eating. I got over my annoyance with the hairy ride there quickly. Blarney castle is a major tourist destination, but it is absolutely gorgeous without any tourists. Some of the areas seemed a little “contrived”, but the buildings and gardens were awesome.
Back to camper heaven for the night at Phil's house. As we arrived, there was a rousing game of badminton being played on the back lawn, nobody keeping score. Easy dinner of fruit, cheese, bread and olive oil or peanut butter...then after a little more pleasant talk with our new friends off to bed..tomorrow the wheels are rolling again.
P.S. our hosts were some interesting and awesome characters.